Unsaid Love

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I’m afraid to admit
how deeply I cherish
the warmth of your chest
beneath my cheek,
or how you pull me close,
even as you dream.

Hesitant to reveal
that I hold my breath,
waiting for the soft caress
of your lips on mine
each morning light.

Your lips were mine,
but they whisper secrets
to someone else,
softened by a touch
that’s not my own.
I trace the memory of your kiss,
a lingering ache
in the hollow of my heart,

I’m spellbound,
hoping you don’t see
how your voice wraps around me,
mending wounds
I forgot could heal.

I’m scared to say — I need you.

But, love, I think I need you.

Not just for the sweet joy
you breathe into my heart,
or the moments we spend
lost in our laughter.

Ineed you because
your arms are my shelter,
a place I never knew
I was searching for.

I need you because
my hands feel empty
without yours,
your fingers Interlaced
where mine belong.

Ineed you because
with you, I feel complete,
in a world that would shatter
all that is soft.